Mutante Reese

Mutante Reese never wanted to grow up, and did his best to live that dream. He told me, as I'm sure he told others, that I was too grown up to come play in his Never Never Land, but it didn't keep him from coming out to play with me.

That little boy side of Mutie reached out to my little girl hidden deep inside to play with a gentleness that often surprised me coming from such a big man. Except, that is, on the fighting field where he had the ability to be a berserker. Watching him in battle was fun, and though it's been a while, I can still see him waiting on the field, big & blue and ready to go.

Sitting on a hill in Vermont, with Mutie, my husband,and some other close friends, staring at the stars above and saying a prayer to the Goddess, Mutie showed his magickal side, his mystical energy, and his ability to peer through shallow thoughts and see deeper meaning.

I considered Mutie a friend though I didn't know him all that well. He was that kind of person. His soul could reach out to yours and touch you for life.

I'll miss you, Mutante Reese. I'll carry a bit of you with me until we meet again on the other side.

Stay forever young.